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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Got my cover for SANTA'S WAYWARD ELF and I so love it! It features the hunky Jimmy Thomas and Gemini Judson is the artist. It comes out Nov 15th with Whiskey Creek Press Torrid!

Being one of Santa’s elves isn’t all sugar plums and candy canes.

At least not for Sosie. Taller than the other elves, she’s always had a problem fitting in at the North Pole, so when the transport sled she’s on breaks down in New York City on Christmas Eve, she can’t resist slipping away to explore the world of the “big people.” While she’s having fun, the transport sled takes off, leaving the naïve elf stranded.

Fortunately, handsome police detective Derek Clayton comes to her rescue, offering to let her stay at his apartment. Having heard horror stories about the big people, Sosie is both surprised and relieved to meet such a kind, sweet man. Not to mention one so gorgeous and well-built.

Even though Sosie expects the North Pole to send out a search party any day, she finds herself falling for Derek. She desperately wants to tell him she’s an elf, but knows he’ll never believe her. When the lies and omissions start to pile up, Derek can draw only one conclusion—Sosie is working for the mob boss he’s been after for years.

Just when things seem like they can’t get any worse, the chief of elfin security shows up to drag Sosie back to the North Pole. How is a runaway elf supposed to overcome a determined security elf, dangerous mobsters and a suspicious boyfriend all while keeping her pointed ears a secret?

Thursday, October 13, 2011

1.From where she sat perched on the edge of the desk, Heather listened with half an ear as her husband Clint discussed Blaine’s qualifications for the job. She knew she should be asking questions, but she couldn’t quite figure out how to work the topic of favorite sex positions into the conversation.

2.His palm was slightly calloused from days spent riding horses and roping cattle, and a delicious, little shiver went through her at his touch. That hand would feel so good warming her ass.

3.Her husband slipped his fingers under her chin, tilting her face up. “You were thinking about having sex with Blaine the whole time I was talking to him, weren’t you?”

Her color deepened. “Maybe just a little bit.”

“I bet you wanted to unbutton his jeans and give him a blowjob right in the middle of interviewing him for the job, didn’t you?”

She looked at Clint from beneath her lashes. “You caught me. But I’d only do it because it would turn you on like crazy.”

He bent to nuzzle her neck, one of his hands cupping her breast through the thin fabric of her tank top. “I’m hard just thinking about it.”

Heather ran her hand down the front of his shirt and over his big belt buckle to the huge erection straining against his jeans. “Mmm, you are hard.”

He kissed his way up to her ear. “Imagining you wrapping those beautiful lips of yours around another man’s cock does it to me every time.”

That wasn’t something a wife heard every day. Luckily for her husband, she got just as aroused by the thought as he did.

4.She gave him a sultry smile. “Clint and I have a very open relationship, Blaine. In fact, he knows I’m out here seducing you right now. I wouldn’t be here if he didn’t.”

Blaine lifted a brow. “Clint knows and he’s okay with it?”

She looped her arms around his neck. “Not only is Clint okay with it. He gets completely turned on by it. It’s part of what makes our relationship work."

His eyes widened a little at that and she thought he might pull away, but instead he put his arms around her and pulled her against him. “Do you get turned on by it, too?”

Her smile broadened. “Most definitely.”

Clearly Blaine was turned on, too, if the erection in his jeans was any indication. Wrapping her hand around the back of his head, she gently pulled him down until his lips were on hers. Considering how hesitant he was when she’d first come onto him, she thought he might not kiss her back, but she needn’t have worried. Blaine took possession of her mouth, his tongue tangling with hers as his hand found its way into her long hair. She sighed. Damn, she loved a guy who knew how to kiss. And Blaine could definitely kiss.

5.“Have you ever spanked a woman, Blaine?”

His eyes widened a little at the question, then he let out a soft chuckle. “No, ma’am. Can’t say that I have.”

It was her turn to be surprised. With hands like his, she was sure he’d done lots of spanking. The idea of being his first gave her an extra thrill. “Would you like to spank me?”

“I can give it a try.”

She laughed. “Well, it’s easy. All you have to do is smack my ass with your big, strong hand until my pussy is soaking wet.” She gave him a slow, deep kiss. “Something tells me you won’t have any problems accomplishing that.”

Giving him a wink, Heather turned and sauntered over to the bales of hay in the center of the stall. Then she looked at him over her shoulder and wiggled her panties over her hips and down her legs. Behind her, Blaine’s face went from just plain hungry to completely ravenous. Lips curving, Heather grabbed one of the horse blankets from the stack and draped it over the bales of hay. Climbing up on the bottom one, she got on her hands and knees and presented her ass to Blaine, then sent him a comehither glance.

“Anytime you’re ready, sugar,” she said. “And keep in mind that I’m a filly who likes a firm hand.”

6.When they were both spent, she collapsed against his chest, breathing ragged. His arms went around her, holding her close.

“That was incredible,” he said.

Heather smiled against the side of his neck. “Yes, it was.”

“Would I be overstepping if I asked whether we can do it again?

She lifted her head to look at him. “No, it wouldn’t be overstepping. I’d love to do it again. But I think you should know Clint will be joining us next time. Sometimes, he just likes to watch, and other times, he likes to join in.”

7.Clint always wanted to hear the details after Heather had sex with a guy, and last night had been no exception. So she’d recounted the entire erotic encounter for her husband as he made love to every inch of her body. While getting busy with the cowboys who worked the ranch was definitely fun, it was the quality time she spent with her husband afterward that made having sex with other men even more exciting.

8.She wasn’t sure if Blaine would be comfortable undressing her with her husband leaning back against the counter watching, so she started on the buttons of her shirt. Blaine, however, mustn’t have been as shy as she thought because he immediately moved to help her. He undid her bra next, tenderly cupping her breasts when they spilled free of the silky fabric. Her nipples were already sensitive from being aroused all day, and she caught her breath when he gave her nipples a squeeze.

Blaine grinned and slid his hands down her stomach to her belt. He gave it a tug, then undid the buttons so he could push her jeans over her hips. His hands lingered on her bare legs before he slowly took off her boots. The hands she’d placed on his shoulders to steady herself slid down the front of his shirt as he stood, and she automatically reached for the buttons on his shirt. When she had them undone, she slipped her hands inside his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and down his well-muscled arms.

She raked her gaze over his broad chest and rock-hard abs. He was just as gorgeous as she’d remembered, and she couldn’t resist running her hands over all that manliness. Thanks to the tri mirror above the vanity, Heather could see their reflection as well as Clint’s expression. Her husband was watching intently, his dark eyes molten. She gave him a naughty smile.

9.She placed her hands on the wall and turned her head to glance over her shoulder at Blaine, but found herself locking eyes with her husband instead. The lust she saw there made her pussy quiver, and she caught her lower lip between her teeth.

“That’s it, baby,” Clint urged. “Let him see how much you like putting on a show for me.”

Heather moaned. It was like being in her own porn movie with her husband as director and her as the star. The only thing missing was the camera.

11.Pulse quickening, she took Blaine’s hand and led him down the hallway, stopping in front of a door at the far end. Clint followed, his dark eyes glinting with excitement. Giving the men a sultry look, she opened the door and led the way down the steps to the part of the house she and Clint affectionately called the “playroom.” The comfortable couch, plasma TV and king-size bed wouldn’t have looked out of place in any finished basement. The spanking implements and bondage gear, on the other hand, most assuredly would. As would the expensive leather saddle sitting on a stand to one side of the room.

Heather turned to see Blaine’s reaction to the sex toys, and found him regarding them with a mix of surprise and intrigue. There was a small smile playing around the corners of his lips, too. As if he was already thinking about which of those toys he’d like to try out.

12.Heather held her breath as Clint surveyed the spanking implements hanging on the wall. There were paddles of every shape, size and thickness, as well as straps, floggers and riding crops, so he had a lot to choose from. He picked the black riding crop with the loop on the end. She trembled just from the thought of him using it on her.

Clint glanced at Blaine, then jerked his head at the remaining spanking implements on the wall. “Take your pick.”

Blaine’s eyes locked with Heather’s for a moment before he walked over to browse the selection. He spent a long time considering the paddles, even taking a few of the wood ones off their hooks to smack them experimentally against his hand, but in the end, he decided on a strap. Two inches wide and made of supple leather, it was one of her favorite things to get spanked with.

Clint crossed the room to stand beside her, where he flicked the slapper at the tip of the crop against his jean-clad leg. Heather blinked up at him expectantly.

“Ready for your spanking, babe?”

She nodded, mumbling around the gag as she presented her ass even higher in the air.

13.Clint tossed Blaine some cotton bondage rope. “Why don’t you put your calf roping skills to good use and tie up my wife.”

Heather didn’t know which was hotter, the idea of being roped by the hunky ranch hand or that it was her husband who suggested it.

Blaine uncoiled the length of rope, a gleam coming into his eye. Heather’s heart raced. She didn’t know how he planned to tie her up exactly, but something told her it was going to enjoy it.

“Get on your knees,” he ordered.

She did as he commanded, following his with her gaze as he circled around her.

“Put your hands behind your back.”

She obeyed. A moment later, she felt Blaine wrap the soft rope around her wrists a few times, then pull it snug and tie a knot. Assuming he was done, she was about to give it an experimental tug, but the she felt him loop the rest of the rope around her ankles. Bound both hand and feet, she knew she couldn’t possibly wiggle free—not that she would want to—but she couldn’t resist tugging at the restraints anyway. Her struggling only pulled the ropes tighter and made her even more of their captive, which made her predicament more exciting.

A smile tugged at the corner of her husband’s mouth as Blaine tied one more knot in the rope for good measure.

“You have no idea how hot you look tied up like that,” Clint said to her.

From the sizeable bulge in both men’s jeans, she was pretty sure she did. She gave him a saucy look. “I’ll look even better with a cock in my mouth.”

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

I'm so excited to announce I have a new release! My Hot NEW Cowboy BDSM Menage AND THE RANCH HAND MAKES THREE, the Sequel to my Bestselling KARLEIGH'S COWBOYS, is now available!

When I first wrote KARLEIGH'S COWBOYS, I hadn't intended to do a sequel, but it was so popular and so many readers were interested in knowing more about Karleigh's best friend Heather that I couldn't resist. So, I came up with a story for Heather and her husband Clint, and their new ranch hand Blaine. It's hot, it's kinky and it's super sexy! Hope you like it!

Blurb:

In this sequel to Karleigh’s Cowboys, Heather Collins and her husband Clint hire hunky new ranch hand Blaine Saunders. While he clearly has the qualifications to work on a ranch, Heather and Clint are more interested in how good he is in bed.

Clint gets turned on by watching his wife have sex with other men, and since Heather is more than happy to oblige, she doesn’t waste any time seducing Blaine. She and the new ranch hand go from knocking boots in the barn to putting on a show for her husband before finally engaging in a kinky threesome that involves bondage, spanking and some scorching hot sex for all three of them.

Excerpt:

Blaine showed up promptly at eight that night. Having spent the rest of the afternoon and most of the evening thinking about what she had planned, Heather was already turned on as hell and only barely restrained herself from jumping him the minute Clint let him in. But the anticipation only made what all three of them were about to do that much sexier.

Heather greeted him with a long, slow kiss, then smiled pulled away to smile up at him. “Ready to demonstrate some more of those talents I witnessed today, sugar?”

He grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”

Pulse quickening, she took Blaine’s hand and led him down the hallway, stopping in front of a door at the far end. Clint followed, his dark eyes glinting with excitement. Giving the men a sultry look, she opened the door and led the way down the steps to the part of the house she and Clint affectionately called the “playroom.” The comfortable couch, plasma TV and king-size bed wouldn’t have looked out of place in any finished basement. The spanking implements and bondage gear, on the other hand, most assuredly would. As would the expensive leather saddle sitting on a stand to one side of the room.

Heather turned to see Blaine’s reaction to the sex toys, and found him regarding them with a mix of surprise and intrigue. There was a small smile playing around the corners of his lips, too. As if he was already thinking about which of those toys he’d like to try out. Her pulse quickened.

Unlike last night, Clint was going to participate instead of simply watching, so Heather wasn’t surprised when he took the lead. Coming over to her, he circled behind to wrap his arms around her waist. His erection pressed up against her ass, hard and throbbing inside his jeans, and she felt her pussy spasm in response. Pushing her long hair to one side, he pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck. His free hand found the knot on the sash of her short robe, deftly untying it. She was naked underneath the garment and when it fell open, he ran his hand up her midriff to cup her breast.

On the other side of the room, Blaine devoured them with his eyes as Clint teased her nipple with one hand while cupping her sex with the other. Heather licked her lips, turned on as much from Blaine watching them as she was from Clint touching her.

Her husband brushed her ear with his lips, his breath blowing shivers across her. “Time to mount up, babe.”

At the command, Heather slipped her robe off her shoulders and walked over to the saddle. Putting one foot in the stirrup, she gracefully swung her other leg over the side. But instead of sitting down on the saddle like she would if she were riding a horse, though, she leaned forward so that the upper half of her body was on the seat. The position forced her to arch her back, which put her bare ass up in the air and her pussy on display for the men. It also put her clit in perfect contact with on the cantle, and she couldn’t help grinding against the leather as she made herself comfortable. Then she wrapped her hands around the saddle horn and gave the two men a come-and-get-me look over her shoulder.

Clint walked past her and over to the shelf with the bondage gear. Well, one of the shelves, anyway. She already knew what he was getting, but her heart still beat wildly when she saw him pick up the rubber bit gag. Not only did the horse-style bit go hand-in-hand with the equine theme, but it always got her aroused as hell.

When Clint offered the gag to her, Heather obediently opened her mouth so he could put it between her teeth. A quiver went through her as he buckled the gag behind her neck, and she let out a little whimper. When he was done, he ran his hand down her back and over the curve of her derriere to tease her exposed pussy with his fingers. She lifted her bottom higher, silently begging for more, only to be rewarded with a hard smack on the ass.

Startled, she squealed against the gag.

Her husband chuckled wickedly. “Your pussy will get plenty of attention after Blaine and I tan this gorgeous ass of yours.”

Blaine. She’d been so caught up in what Clint was doing she forgot the ranch hand was there.

She turned her head to glance at him, and caught her breath. Dang, if he didn’t look like he’d just like to eat her right up. And dang, if she didn’t want him to. After her spanking, of course.

Heather held her breath as Clint surveyed the spanking implements hanging on the wall. There were paddles of every shape, size and thickness, as well as straps, floggers and riding crops, so he had a lot to choose from. He must have wanted to keep with the equine theme because he picked the black riding crop with the loop on the end. She trembled just from the thought of him using it on her.

Clint glanced at Blaine, then jerked his head at the remaining spanking implements on the wall. “Take your pick.”

Blaine’s eyes locked with Heather’s for a moment before he walked over to browse the selection. He spent a long time considering the paddles, even taking a few of the wood ones off their hooks to smack them experimentally against his hand, but in the end, he decided on a strap. Two inches wide and made of supple leather, it was one of her favorite things to get spanked with.

Clint crossed the room to stand beside her, where he flicked the slapper at the tip of the crop against his jean-clad leg. Heather blinked up at him expectantly.

“Ready for your spanking, babe?”

She nodded, mumbling around the gag as she presented her ass even higher in the air.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

RomantiCon totally rocked! It helped that I wasn't as nervous as I was the first time! As you can tell from all the pics I took with my favorite Caveman, Angelo! LOL! It was so awesome seeing everyone again, and meeting new people!

It was also nice getting there earlier on Thursday so we could go to the Meet n Greet that night. Though it was freezing in the room, the Caveman (and my hubby!) warmed it up for me soon enough. I ran around finding everyone I knew so I could say hi. And get pics, of course. I love pictures. I mean, I really, really love pictures. In fact, we took over a hundred while we were there!

I absolutely loved that there were two costume parties, too! I'm always so excited to see how everyone is dressed! I say we do that again! Who's with me?!

For the first party, we were transported back to the stone age. Which seems appropriate since there were Cavemen in attendance, don't you think? LOL! As you can imagine, the Cavemen were wearing loin cloths and not much else! They gave two performances, which were super hot, then got together for a group pic outside the ballroom. Unlike last time, I wasn't too shy to take pics with them, as you can see on my Facebook page! Oh, hubby and I got dressed up as a cave couple, and after we spent most of the night on the dance floor, Angelo (did I mention he's my favorite Caveman?!) made my hubby an honorary Caveman. Very fun!

The next day, we had lunch with my editor, which was a riot! Then that night was the Fururistic/Steampunk party and awards dinner. We dressed steampunk, a look I could totally go for! The Caveman came out dressed as Jedi's, and I gotta say, I never thought of Jedi's being sexy until I saw them! Then they took off their robes and got the pulse racing in pair of skintight pants and boots. Yeah, they looked good! Even more so, when they took of the pants! They perfomed two dances that night, as well as a firedance.

Oh, and I won a Superstar award for Voodoo Zombie Lover for my paranormal romance, DEAD SEXY! I was so surprised and excited! Especially since that meant more pics with the Cavemen! LOL!

Hunky Heroes, Kick-butt Heroines!

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